I present the Lord Mayor, his two wives, Lilith, and her two high priestesses.”“No Ghost?” Brandon asked.“His army routed first, abandoning hi... allies. I ran them down, but the Ghost and his concubines eluded me. I have elements hunting them, but with his powers, I have little hope of finding him.”“You broke his strength?” Brandon demanded.“I did, God-King.”Brandon strode forward, glaring at the Lord Mayor. “Well, well, well. You have risen far since I last saw you.”The Lord Mayor didn't. .. rudderless. Drifting. Dreaming.The man sat back in his chair and looked at me for a few minutes. There was a look on his face like he was evaluating me. Finally, he spoke."Can I offer you a drink? Whiskey, maybe?" he offered. "Oh, wait. That's right. Rory said you don't drink. Coffee, then? Tea?" No," I replied softly. I was on edge. I was a magician again, a sorceror, like I'd been at the foster home, or the group home, or the halfway house; I could wave my hands in front of my face, close. Silence prevailed. I then opened the door slightly and peeked in. She was still on the bed, still cuffed and laying spread eagle. Her eyes were closed. It appeared that she was asleep.I grabbed the washcloth that was on the dresser and dunked it into the now cold basin of water. Wringing it out, I approached my bed and placed the washcloth on her belly. “OOOHHHH, THAT’S COLD!” she screamed. “Hello. Did you enjoy your nap?” “It would have been better if you had let me out of these cuffs.” She. My climax now forgotten I just kept my knees close together. I waited for him to stop doing this and just go away.I had figured that my scent from masturbating must have aroused him but never in my wildest dreams did I figure before that a male dog could become sexually attracted to a human female. He continued licking me. I didn't know what to do, I was to afraid to touch him so I decided the best thing to do was to let him have his way till he got fed up and stopped. It didn't seem to work at.